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[Monday
April 9th, 2007] |
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mood |
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i have nothing to say, and everything to feel.
a loss of innocence, a hope for life. the death of a beautiful person. the reality of the loss something special. an emptiness.
my head hurts, my muscles are weak, everything looks so different. Jeff's viewing confronted the thoughts of life that were so hard to believe. This is not the first time death has been in front of my eyes, but never so tragic and changing as this has been. Theres nothing to say. Only I can justify this...everyone is hurting in their onw way...for jeff, for us all.
"It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah"
R.I.P Jeff...You touched my life with a smile, and left a permanent place in my heart. You were loved, and you've shed new light at only 15 years old. You're alive in all of us.
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| andy warhol looks a scream, hang him on my wall |
[Saturday
March 24th, 2007] |
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mood |
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 complacent |
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music |
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david bowie - life on mars |
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its an hour into my birthday. 105 am...really wasnt thinking about it being my birthday till about 10 minutes ago...
its a new day and age
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